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Secrets in my parents' garage: An exchange

Secrets in my parents' garage: An exchange

Grief: Part 2 of 5

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Reena Kapoor's Arrivals and Departures was one of the first Substack publications I subscribed to. I was drawn to her micro-essays, 100-words that always caused me to pause, think, and feel. So when I launched the idea of the Exchange, Reena was one of the first people I reached out to in hopes she would be interested in participating. I'm very thankful she agreed! I hope you enjoy Reena's work in Part 2 on grief, Secrets in my parents' garage... -
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I am indebted to my friend Brian Funke—one of my favorite poets on Substack (check out his Poetry & Process; it’s beautiful). Because this whole exercise was his idea. He invited me to create this collaboration on grief: What if we pair up 100-word micro essays from you with my poems and create a short series on grief, he suggested.

I loved the idea! And here we are.

He shared a lovely poem yesterday, and here’s the first of my three micro-essays responding to his poem. After my three micro-essay posts, Brian will offer another new poem to end the series.

SO, this will run in a quick series of daily micro posts this week. Two of Brian’s beautiful poems will bookend three micro essays by me.

I hope you will read all five posts—no more than a couple of minutes each—and tell us what you think.

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Secrets in my parents’ garage

(100 words)

I’m outside what used to be my parents’ home. A flat in a three storey building among a row of similar ones. It’s been over two years since they both passed. Still I contract.

The flat is on rent. But I’m here to clean up their garage. This garage has two large, rickety metal doors conjoined with an oversized metal lock. Someone brings a key.

The doors are parted open. I’m looking into a dark cavern, the walls of which are black, steel trunks hiding remnants. On the cavern floor stepping stones rise to tunnel me back to my childhood.

-reena

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